I was gratefully drank the gatorade he provided for me and relaxed for a bit. He seemed to get more and more contemplative and serious as the moments ticked by. After some time, he released me and had me sit in a comfortable chair. Taking the opposite seat, he spoke a great deal about his feelings for me, his stance on relationships, and his reasoning behind giving me a separate suite. My eyes widened in alarm when I realized that he thought part of it was due to jealousy and possessiveness. I knew I had to explain myself to him.
"Sir, this morning when I cried after the spanking, it was because my emotions were so raw. I felt cleansed. Reborn. Renewed. I had just been given the life of my dreams and it felt too good to be true, but at the same time, felt like I had come home. I felt as if I were so raw with it, if I had tried to explain how I felt, I would have been crying so hard I wouldn't have been able to get the words out. Even now, I feel inept at how I am trying to convey what had happened."
"As to the living arrangements, the reaction I had to finding out I would be in a separate suite was a knee-jerk reaction after just having been in such a raw emotional state. I thought I was being rejected, caste aside. I now know that you are not rejecting me or casting me aside. And this definitely has nothing to do with jealousy. As a matter of fact, I can think of nothing that would turn me on more (I can feel my face getting red with embarrassment as I confess this to him) than to imagine you thrusting into another woman's body, whipping her, making her feel the way you make me feel. Hell, for that matter it wouldn't make a difference to me if it were a man or a woman, the fact that you were gifting another human being with the same loving domination you gift me with would arouse me"
"I truly am sorry I made such a fuss, and I am terribly mortified that I led you to believe I would be jealous of you. I am grateful that you are giving me the opportunity to learn and grow with the staff here and I plan to embrace the new life I will have."
I looked at him, my face pink with a bit of embarrassment at having confessed one of my voyeuristic turn ons and I bit my lip, wondering what he thought of me now.